Half a Soul
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh, Blade, the movie Vampires, Buffy the vampire slayer, or anything else that this story may seem to have, and any song as well.
Chapter Seven
Striding down the stairs Seto yawned and glanced down at his watch it was six in the morning. Why he was up so early he did not know but he decided to wake up with a warm cup of coffee down in the infirmary helping Adria with his cousin and Angel. Stepping down into the large area he immediately noticed that Yami's bed was empty. Panicking he glanced around and saw that Angel was gone as well, as was Adria.
Blinking in both confusion and slight panic he turned while trying not to spill his coffee and strode up the stairs.
The main area upstairs was empty; all the students were still in their dorms preparing for the long day of training and studying. They would be evacuating their rooms within the next hour and invading the classrooms that were scattered all over within the building. When that happened finding his cousin would be nearly impossible.
Unexpectedly West dashed down the stairs carrying two practice swords made of a mixture of wood and alabaster. Blinking he called out, "West, what are you doing with two of those," he asked, "and in such a hurry".
"Oh, hello Seto, I thought you were down there," he stated pointing towards a hallway. Shaking his head in confusion Seto strode over to him, "no, what are you talking about".
"The training room, last night while you were asleep Master Thor decided that since Yami would be well enough to move around today that his training would start," he stated, "I thought that you knew". Shaking his head Seto sighed and took one of the swords, "I'll come with you," he insisted, West simply nodded and they dashed towards the training room in the far southwest corner of the castle.
Entering the large training room he immediately heard a cry of surprise and anguish and witnessed Yami fall to the hardwood floor flat upon his back. Putting the sword down he prepared to rush forward to his side only for Blade to help the young vampire to his feet. Blinking he watched as his friend and fellow slayer Mahado Ikhem strode towards the two from a corner. His shoulder length chestnut hair was down flat, and his grey eyes stared at Yami with both admiration and thought.
"You have nearly perfect reflexes, I can see your eyes following every single one of his movements perfectly. But unfortunately you have absolutely no idea how to react to them except backing away or putting your hands in the area that they are going for," he expounded crossing his arms, "so first now that I see what you are made of I will start off with reactions and balance before trying to make you learn proper swordsmanship.
"I will assume that you know at least the basics," Yami gave a curt nod, "good, you will practice some of your reflexes with a blade in your hands. Otherwise, hand-to-hand combat will do you a lot of good. If you loose your weapon in battle, the knowledge of this kind of fighting saves most slayers. Now lets try that again," he stated and turning smiled at West and Seto at the door, "the two practice blades please".
Obediently Seto and West tossed them at Yami and Blade, both caught them with ease and held them at their sides as Mahado returned his attention to them, "all right, I will watch you two in a moment, I need you to go to the other side of the training room. Blade go slow with him for a bit and make sure that he can react to things properly, I'll get the other group started. Angel, West," he stated and signalled for the two to come forward. Angel strode from his position in the corner and briefly touched Yami's shoulder before the vampire moved away from him.
Seto stood forgotten as Mahado got Angel and West to start. Sighing he strode down the stairs and towards Blade and Yami. The two had long since begun moving slowly with Blade telling the younger how to properly place his sword if he reacted wrong. Seto was surprised at how patient Blade was being. He never trained students, when the two of them practiced against each other Blade went all out at him, testing and making him do his absolute best. While here he was showing patience, something he rarely had.
"Take a step back and block diagonally like this," Blade showed and held that position until Yami had mimicked him, "good, do that when someone does this sort of attack upon you". Yami's eyes did not blink and he did not flinch as Blade hit down hard on his practice sword.
"Now Yami," cut in Seto, "if you are in that position and your opponent is stronger than you they may try pushing down upon you to force you two the ground". Yami nodded and immediately felt Blade's weight against his sword and his back began to arch and the wounds began to sting. He tried not to show it and waited for someone to tell him what to do.
Mahado strode over and stood alongside Seto and crossed his arms, "there is two ways to get out of that predicament. One is where you can sidestep and swing at your enemies back, let me see you try that," he expounded. Nodding Yami sidestepped and Blade stumbled forward only to immediately feel Yami's sword blade across his back. He was startled by the swiftness of Yami's moves, but ignored it and straightened himself out as Yami moved away.
"Very good Yami, now the other way if you can dropped down on one knee and either hit your opponent square in the stomach, or you can hold hit their arm spin away from him and getting to your feet hit him in the back. Try that one as well," Mahado explained.
Getting back into their former positions Blade began to push against Yami heavily, when Yami felt that it was too much he dropped down on one knee and slashed at Blades abdomen hard enough that the warrior was momentarily winded. Rising to his feet he gave Blade the few seconds he needed to fully recover, then they were in that position again. Kneeling down Yami with the swiftness of a cobra slashed at Blade's sword arm, then spinning on his knees away he sprang to his feet and placed his sword across Blade's back.
Mahado and Seto glanced at each other in surprise indeed Yami was a fast learner but as well his movements were extremely fast and agile. They could already tell that he was pliant, he body twisted and moved almost as fluently and effortlessly as the asp. Though they both could tell that he could become better, and his balance needed a little work. But his speed was amazingly quick, it thrilled them to know that he would only become faster.
Over the next half hour they watched as Yami and Blade battled back and forth, the young vampire caught every single one of Blade's moves and learned new things from watching the senior slayer closely.
Though they all quickly found out Yami's two weaknesses, putting pressure upon his neck where the dog collar was stationed, and his left hip. Those two if his was hit was down on the ground immediately. Seto and Mahado discussed ways that they could improve Yami on both defending those areas, but also on strengthening them.
Once they were done Seto wrapped his arm around one of Yami's shoulders and led him out of the training room towards the one that he shared with Joey upstairs. He had been puzzled last night when another bed was added to the large room but now he understood it. Entering it he pointed to the bed beside his own in the far right hand corner. Yami blinked and glanced up at him, smiling he stated, "that's your bed, and this is your room that you will be sharing with Joey and I".
The pointing to the three wardrobes against the one wall beside the door he pointed to the middle one, upon the beautiful mahogany and ebony wood Yami's name had been engraved into the doors and painted in with gold. Yami stared at it in surprise as Seto went over and opened it, "this is yours as well, it holds all your clothing, here you need to get ready for your classes, and I'll take you to your first one".
"Alright," the vampire stated in uncertainty and taking the clothing allowed Seto to lead him behind a wooden screen along side the wardrobes. Silently he changed into the black leather pants, the sleeveless top with the ice blue stripe over his upper chest. Like some students had he put two belts around his waits as he usually did, one straight and one diagonal, it added a small touch to the outfit.
The shirt being apparently made of leather clung to him and he was extremely thankful that he was used to these sorts of shirts. If he had come straight from the farm he would have worn his coat for a very long time.
Next Seto led him away and took him down to a room on the first floor. There in fifteen minuets flat a kind and cheerful man used lasers to put the tattoo of slayers upon his arm. From there Seto led him out into the central area where most of the students were standing yet again. The bell would ring soon to signal that they had five minuets to get to class.
While they stood beside the fountain unnoticed for now Yami hugged himself for comfort, he did not like being surrounded by this many people, especially if he knew none of them and he was afraid that one might forget that he was the child from the prophecy and spring forward with a dagger in their hands.
Seto noticed this uneasiness and placed a black leather covered book into his cousin's hands to distract him. Glancing down at it Yami saw written upon it in silver was Slayers, below was the tattoo that was upon his arm. Blinking he averted his gaze and stared into Seto's eyes questionly, Seto smiled, "you'll need that for class, it's your one and only text book. Lucky for you they only started school up again three days ago, all you will need to do is read up to the page that you are assigned for homework".
"Thank you," Yami muttered before dropping his gaze to the ground. He jumped when he felt a hand upon his shoulder and spun around only to see Joey standing behind him. The blonde stared down at him in surprise, sighing he turned dropped his gaze again as Seto wrapped an arm around his shoulders.
"You ready for your first day," asked Joey in a gentle voice seeing that the young vampire was very much like a toddler during a thunderstorm.
Shaking his head Yami kept his gaze on the ground, "not really, I don't really know anyone here," he reminded.
Smiling Joey ruffled his hair, "don't worry kiddo, you'll know me, and the teacher's cool, as well you'll be sitting beside me and a few of my friends. So you'll be fine". Yami gave him a strained smiled and looked up at the bell rang.
"Well, that's the start of a very long day, let's go," Joey stated and they began to stride towards the training room along side the other slayers. Yami was thankful that they were all preoccupied and were not staring at him, if they were his courage would probably leave him and he would end up running back to his room.
The students entered a room parallel to that of the training room, Joey waved to Yami and Seto before entering. Seto kept Yami in the hallway on a tight embrace and waited for the teacher to come out and tell him that they were ready for him.
"Seto," Yami asked after the classroom went silent, "what about the sunlight, isn't there windows in the classrooms".
"No, there is not, this room is in the middle of the building, there are no windows," expounded Seto.
"What about the lunchroom, and our room, the sun will be up by lunch hour, where will I go," Yami asked frantically.
Seto gave him a comforting smile, "to the infirmary, that way your wounds can be check, you can have something to eat, and you can see Angel, something I am sure that you will want to do. Now stop worrying I will make sure that you will not get touched by sunlight. When we pass through the main area wear your hood up and I'll tell them to close the curtains. Would that make you feel better," he asked. Nodding Yami closed his eyes and waited.
Finally the door opened and a man in his mid-forties came out and smiled at them, "well, they have started their assignments so I would like to speak with you first before bringing you in. This is the classroom for the junior and intermediate slayers. Your schooling will only take you a year to complete along with your training. I will be your teacher for your lessons till you become a senior slayer and go to a different teacher. I am Mr. Wheeler, my son is in this class and you will be sitting alongside him. His name is Joey.
"As well, your teacher for training with the class will be Mahado, and I am sure that he is also your personal trainer when you are training with Seto, Blade, West, and my son. He will be taking you and your classmates after lunch to the training room.
And classroom rules are pretty basic, treat your classmates with respect and don't give me too hard of a time," he stated with a laugh, Yami allowed a small smile to grace his face, "good, now may I take your cousin away Seto".
The slayer chuckled and letting go of Yami ruffled his hair, "have fun I'll be back at lunch to take you to the infirmary. Behave yourself," Yami sent Seto a glare, which only made the slayer laugh.
Mr. Wheeler chuckled, "I'm sure he will Seto, now come along Yami, the class is eager to meet you," he stated as he put his hand on the boy's back and urged him towards the door. Yami sent Seto a worried glance before he disappeared into the classroom.
The room was immense, with a high ceiling, wooden desks made of oak wood, and a large blackboard that stretched all across one wall. Portraits were upon the walls of former teachers, each one seemed to have their own personality, some looked to be pleasant, some looked to be strict, while others simply kind and soft-spoken.
The students in the room turned to him and smiled as he was led to the front of the room by the blackboard. A good portion of the girls gave him an interested gaze while others seemed to be scaling him up, the boys looked curious and he could immediately tell that he was by far the shortest out of them all. This only made his try and make himself smaller and to escape from view.
He saw the new desk placed in between Joey and a very attractive young girl, Duke was behind him, and a boy who looked very similar to West was in front of him.
"Alright class seeing that you have forgotten your assignment I would like to introduce our new student," Mr. Wheeler stated earning a laugh from the students. Yami's gaze drifted away shyly and he stared at the ground, "this is Yami Al Fahr, I know that you all have heard about him, but please simply call his by his name and treat him like a normal student. Do you all want to ask some questions of him so that you know a little about him".
Hands immediately went in the air and Yami felt a blush creep into his cheeks, more than half the class had a question for him. Mr. Wheeler smiled at that, "all right, Crystal, you first".
"Do you have any talents Yami," she asked sweetly. Shrugging Yami held his book close, "not that I know of, but I can sing," he stated in a small voice. The class looked extremely interested and Yami paled, he hated singing sometimes, his voice was simply different than any other normal voice. That's why the vampires loved it so much. But these were humans, not creatures of the night".
"Duke," pointed out the teacher.
"Do you play any sports," he asked. Yami shook his head slowly, "in the village that I was raised in the only thing we did really was play jag, toss a ball around, or play ancient board games. Thebes is a primitive place; they live very similar to how the ancients did, just slightly more advanced and their clothing and housing is different".
Mr. Wheeler pointed to the girl that he would be sitting beside, "Lostris," he said.
"May I ask you a somewhat personal question Yami," she asked staring at him intently with her gorgeous green eyes the colour of the Nile River that flowed behind the castle. He nodded curtly and she continued, "What's it like being a vampire with half a soul".
The question stumped him for a moment, he was shocked that someone had asked that, but yet he was willing to tell the class, maybe they could learn something of use. Sighing he stared at her, "dangerous, half breeds like me that have some of our souls depend on the master vampires. If the Master cannot find a talent from you that is useful then you will not leave the room alive. And on the streets you would not last very long.
"When it comes to feeding it's hard. One because you know that you are killing an innocent person and cutting their life short, two because you are committing a sin that the Gods cannot forgive, three, because you have the blood of an innocent within you and on your hands.
"At the nightclubs it's hard for that's where we find our victims. Half- breeds hate killing in front of other vampires for one, and two they don't want humans to see their sin. So normally they would lure someone outside and take care of their hunger there. Every once in a while yours vampire instincts get the best of you.
"As a half vampire you only get half of a vampires strength, half the want for blood, and your healing will take longer than a vampires, but shorter than a humans.
"If you are bite after you have already been turned, it will only take more of your soul away. And trust me, the fighting the first time to keep it is hard, the second time as I have been told is twice as hard and twice as painful.
"As well the half breeds usually band together to keep each other safe. Like with Angel, and me I kept him on Valick's good side, while he helped me get through the pain that Valick put me through. Now, some half-breeds are evil, they are known to have a worse temper than a normal vampire. And if they kill a master one, they become stronger than one.
"Lastly half breeds do not live as long as other vampires, they live three thousand years then die. Also they are killed easier and their human emotions are usually used against them. That is basically what it's like being a half breed," he expounded.
Many of the hands went down leaving only a few more questions. Feeling shy again he clutched his book to his chest and stared at the group, Mr. Wheeler smiled at him and pointed to the boy who looked similar to West, "yes, Ace".
"What is Valick like," Ace asked politely.
"Evil, he toys with your head, especially mine. He always tires to convince me that he is my Father and that I was not meant to bring an end to the vampires, I was supposed to become the king of them and help them take over this world. When he is angry it's plain and simply terrifying. The wounds he as inflicted upon me for running off have each and every time nearly killed me. Angel has experience similar penalties.
"He can also seem like, oh I hate to say this but a fatherly man. After he would rip my body to shreds he would come to me the day after and try to gain my trust by being Fatherly. Always I was too weak to move away from him or protest so I was forced to listen. And amazingly he defended me at times. Don't ask why because I don't know myself.
"But still, all he is is a bastard that deserves nothing but having his filthy head ripped off his shoulders," he expounded.
The rest of the hands went down save for Lostris', "do you miss your parents," she asked. Blinking he glanced at the ground deep in thought and smiled when the picture of his parents smiling and laughing came to his head, "yes, with my whole soul I do".
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"West, any progress on that serum or the antidote to make him be able to walk in the sunlight," asked Seto as he entered a large room filled with advanced technological equipment and scientists in white protected suits. West nodded his head as he stood alongside Blade against a wall, "oh yeah, they nearly have it, it worked on the sample of his blood, but then it wore off. All we have to do is find something that will make it permanent. I am sure that your cousin would kill us if we had to re-inject that stuff every three hours," he stated.
"He would," Seto agreed as he watched the scientist work. Blade grunted in his deep voice, "they better hurry up with it, the kid needs it, he's not like me," he stated. Nodding Seto and West glanced at each other in remembrance.
Blade's mother had been bit while she was pregnant with him and died when he was born. He has the thirst of a vampire, and the strength. But none of their weaknesses, from birth he could walk in the sun, silver, stakes, and crosses never affected him, neither did garlic. He was immune.
For years Valick had tried to make him on his side, but Blade always refused and continued to fight as a slayer on his own. Till the man that raised him from thirteen passed away and then he came here. That's when the ministry decided that he was best off being on one of the elite squadrons with only six or less members. So he, Seto, and West started off on one when Seto had just finished his training three years before. Then Joey became a new member that year, and now Yami would be swinging into the picture.
"Well Adria, my Father, and Master Fukayna will tell us when the serum and what not are ready. Which I am sure will be in a matter of days," stated West.
"Then it's onto the cure for vampirism period," stated Blade heatedly, "they have been on it for three years, ever since I came here. They will find it, I know it".
"Agreed, with Yami with us finally it will become a lot easier. His blood is a vampires, you have human blood mingled with that of a vampires. It will be easier to find it now. But our job is keeping Yami safe from Valick," stated Seto.
"How long will the spider wait in it's nest before springing forward to capture the fly for another meal," asked West with a scowl. The other two shrugged and continued to watch as the scientists laboured hard.
YAMI NEFERBRE: hey hey fans, sorry that this update took so long, I have been editing my novel, so, hopefully the next one is up faster. Later ppl. Review please.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh, Blade, the movie Vampires, Buffy the vampire slayer, or anything else that this story may seem to have, and any song as well.
Chapter Seven
Striding down the stairs Seto yawned and glanced down at his watch it was six in the morning. Why he was up so early he did not know but he decided to wake up with a warm cup of coffee down in the infirmary helping Adria with his cousin and Angel. Stepping down into the large area he immediately noticed that Yami's bed was empty. Panicking he glanced around and saw that Angel was gone as well, as was Adria.
Blinking in both confusion and slight panic he turned while trying not to spill his coffee and strode up the stairs.
The main area upstairs was empty; all the students were still in their dorms preparing for the long day of training and studying. They would be evacuating their rooms within the next hour and invading the classrooms that were scattered all over within the building. When that happened finding his cousin would be nearly impossible.
Unexpectedly West dashed down the stairs carrying two practice swords made of a mixture of wood and alabaster. Blinking he called out, "West, what are you doing with two of those," he asked, "and in such a hurry".
"Oh, hello Seto, I thought you were down there," he stated pointing towards a hallway. Shaking his head in confusion Seto strode over to him, "no, what are you talking about".
"The training room, last night while you were asleep Master Thor decided that since Yami would be well enough to move around today that his training would start," he stated, "I thought that you knew". Shaking his head Seto sighed and took one of the swords, "I'll come with you," he insisted, West simply nodded and they dashed towards the training room in the far southwest corner of the castle.
Entering the large training room he immediately heard a cry of surprise and anguish and witnessed Yami fall to the hardwood floor flat upon his back. Putting the sword down he prepared to rush forward to his side only for Blade to help the young vampire to his feet. Blinking he watched as his friend and fellow slayer Mahado Ikhem strode towards the two from a corner. His shoulder length chestnut hair was down flat, and his grey eyes stared at Yami with both admiration and thought.
"You have nearly perfect reflexes, I can see your eyes following every single one of his movements perfectly. But unfortunately you have absolutely no idea how to react to them except backing away or putting your hands in the area that they are going for," he expounded crossing his arms, "so first now that I see what you are made of I will start off with reactions and balance before trying to make you learn proper swordsmanship.
"I will assume that you know at least the basics," Yami gave a curt nod, "good, you will practice some of your reflexes with a blade in your hands. Otherwise, hand-to-hand combat will do you a lot of good. If you loose your weapon in battle, the knowledge of this kind of fighting saves most slayers. Now lets try that again," he stated and turning smiled at West and Seto at the door, "the two practice blades please".
Obediently Seto and West tossed them at Yami and Blade, both caught them with ease and held them at their sides as Mahado returned his attention to them, "all right, I will watch you two in a moment, I need you to go to the other side of the training room. Blade go slow with him for a bit and make sure that he can react to things properly, I'll get the other group started. Angel, West," he stated and signalled for the two to come forward. Angel strode from his position in the corner and briefly touched Yami's shoulder before the vampire moved away from him.
Seto stood forgotten as Mahado got Angel and West to start. Sighing he strode down the stairs and towards Blade and Yami. The two had long since begun moving slowly with Blade telling the younger how to properly place his sword if he reacted wrong. Seto was surprised at how patient Blade was being. He never trained students, when the two of them practiced against each other Blade went all out at him, testing and making him do his absolute best. While here he was showing patience, something he rarely had.
"Take a step back and block diagonally like this," Blade showed and held that position until Yami had mimicked him, "good, do that when someone does this sort of attack upon you". Yami's eyes did not blink and he did not flinch as Blade hit down hard on his practice sword.
"Now Yami," cut in Seto, "if you are in that position and your opponent is stronger than you they may try pushing down upon you to force you two the ground". Yami nodded and immediately felt Blade's weight against his sword and his back began to arch and the wounds began to sting. He tried not to show it and waited for someone to tell him what to do.
Mahado strode over and stood alongside Seto and crossed his arms, "there is two ways to get out of that predicament. One is where you can sidestep and swing at your enemies back, let me see you try that," he expounded. Nodding Yami sidestepped and Blade stumbled forward only to immediately feel Yami's sword blade across his back. He was startled by the swiftness of Yami's moves, but ignored it and straightened himself out as Yami moved away.
"Very good Yami, now the other way if you can dropped down on one knee and either hit your opponent square in the stomach, or you can hold hit their arm spin away from him and getting to your feet hit him in the back. Try that one as well," Mahado explained.
Getting back into their former positions Blade began to push against Yami heavily, when Yami felt that it was too much he dropped down on one knee and slashed at Blades abdomen hard enough that the warrior was momentarily winded. Rising to his feet he gave Blade the few seconds he needed to fully recover, then they were in that position again. Kneeling down Yami with the swiftness of a cobra slashed at Blade's sword arm, then spinning on his knees away he sprang to his feet and placed his sword across Blade's back.
Mahado and Seto glanced at each other in surprise indeed Yami was a fast learner but as well his movements were extremely fast and agile. They could already tell that he was pliant, he body twisted and moved almost as fluently and effortlessly as the asp. Though they both could tell that he could become better, and his balance needed a little work. But his speed was amazingly quick, it thrilled them to know that he would only become faster.
Over the next half hour they watched as Yami and Blade battled back and forth, the young vampire caught every single one of Blade's moves and learned new things from watching the senior slayer closely.
Though they all quickly found out Yami's two weaknesses, putting pressure upon his neck where the dog collar was stationed, and his left hip. Those two if his was hit was down on the ground immediately. Seto and Mahado discussed ways that they could improve Yami on both defending those areas, but also on strengthening them.
Once they were done Seto wrapped his arm around one of Yami's shoulders and led him out of the training room towards the one that he shared with Joey upstairs. He had been puzzled last night when another bed was added to the large room but now he understood it. Entering it he pointed to the bed beside his own in the far right hand corner. Yami blinked and glanced up at him, smiling he stated, "that's your bed, and this is your room that you will be sharing with Joey and I".
The pointing to the three wardrobes against the one wall beside the door he pointed to the middle one, upon the beautiful mahogany and ebony wood Yami's name had been engraved into the doors and painted in with gold. Yami stared at it in surprise as Seto went over and opened it, "this is yours as well, it holds all your clothing, here you need to get ready for your classes, and I'll take you to your first one".
"Alright," the vampire stated in uncertainty and taking the clothing allowed Seto to lead him behind a wooden screen along side the wardrobes. Silently he changed into the black leather pants, the sleeveless top with the ice blue stripe over his upper chest. Like some students had he put two belts around his waits as he usually did, one straight and one diagonal, it added a small touch to the outfit.
The shirt being apparently made of leather clung to him and he was extremely thankful that he was used to these sorts of shirts. If he had come straight from the farm he would have worn his coat for a very long time.
Next Seto led him away and took him down to a room on the first floor. There in fifteen minuets flat a kind and cheerful man used lasers to put the tattoo of slayers upon his arm. From there Seto led him out into the central area where most of the students were standing yet again. The bell would ring soon to signal that they had five minuets to get to class.
While they stood beside the fountain unnoticed for now Yami hugged himself for comfort, he did not like being surrounded by this many people, especially if he knew none of them and he was afraid that one might forget that he was the child from the prophecy and spring forward with a dagger in their hands.
Seto noticed this uneasiness and placed a black leather covered book into his cousin's hands to distract him. Glancing down at it Yami saw written upon it in silver was Slayers, below was the tattoo that was upon his arm. Blinking he averted his gaze and stared into Seto's eyes questionly, Seto smiled, "you'll need that for class, it's your one and only text book. Lucky for you they only started school up again three days ago, all you will need to do is read up to the page that you are assigned for homework".
"Thank you," Yami muttered before dropping his gaze to the ground. He jumped when he felt a hand upon his shoulder and spun around only to see Joey standing behind him. The blonde stared down at him in surprise, sighing he turned dropped his gaze again as Seto wrapped an arm around his shoulders.
"You ready for your first day," asked Joey in a gentle voice seeing that the young vampire was very much like a toddler during a thunderstorm.
Shaking his head Yami kept his gaze on the ground, "not really, I don't really know anyone here," he reminded.
Smiling Joey ruffled his hair, "don't worry kiddo, you'll know me, and the teacher's cool, as well you'll be sitting beside me and a few of my friends. So you'll be fine". Yami gave him a strained smiled and looked up at the bell rang.
"Well, that's the start of a very long day, let's go," Joey stated and they began to stride towards the training room along side the other slayers. Yami was thankful that they were all preoccupied and were not staring at him, if they were his courage would probably leave him and he would end up running back to his room.
The students entered a room parallel to that of the training room, Joey waved to Yami and Seto before entering. Seto kept Yami in the hallway on a tight embrace and waited for the teacher to come out and tell him that they were ready for him.
"Seto," Yami asked after the classroom went silent, "what about the sunlight, isn't there windows in the classrooms".
"No, there is not, this room is in the middle of the building, there are no windows," expounded Seto.
"What about the lunchroom, and our room, the sun will be up by lunch hour, where will I go," Yami asked frantically.
Seto gave him a comforting smile, "to the infirmary, that way your wounds can be check, you can have something to eat, and you can see Angel, something I am sure that you will want to do. Now stop worrying I will make sure that you will not get touched by sunlight. When we pass through the main area wear your hood up and I'll tell them to close the curtains. Would that make you feel better," he asked. Nodding Yami closed his eyes and waited.
Finally the door opened and a man in his mid-forties came out and smiled at them, "well, they have started their assignments so I would like to speak with you first before bringing you in. This is the classroom for the junior and intermediate slayers. Your schooling will only take you a year to complete along with your training. I will be your teacher for your lessons till you become a senior slayer and go to a different teacher. I am Mr. Wheeler, my son is in this class and you will be sitting alongside him. His name is Joey.
"As well, your teacher for training with the class will be Mahado, and I am sure that he is also your personal trainer when you are training with Seto, Blade, West, and my son. He will be taking you and your classmates after lunch to the training room.
And classroom rules are pretty basic, treat your classmates with respect and don't give me too hard of a time," he stated with a laugh, Yami allowed a small smile to grace his face, "good, now may I take your cousin away Seto".
The slayer chuckled and letting go of Yami ruffled his hair, "have fun I'll be back at lunch to take you to the infirmary. Behave yourself," Yami sent Seto a glare, which only made the slayer laugh.
Mr. Wheeler chuckled, "I'm sure he will Seto, now come along Yami, the class is eager to meet you," he stated as he put his hand on the boy's back and urged him towards the door. Yami sent Seto a worried glance before he disappeared into the classroom.
The room was immense, with a high ceiling, wooden desks made of oak wood, and a large blackboard that stretched all across one wall. Portraits were upon the walls of former teachers, each one seemed to have their own personality, some looked to be pleasant, some looked to be strict, while others simply kind and soft-spoken.
The students in the room turned to him and smiled as he was led to the front of the room by the blackboard. A good portion of the girls gave him an interested gaze while others seemed to be scaling him up, the boys looked curious and he could immediately tell that he was by far the shortest out of them all. This only made his try and make himself smaller and to escape from view.
He saw the new desk placed in between Joey and a very attractive young girl, Duke was behind him, and a boy who looked very similar to West was in front of him.
"Alright class seeing that you have forgotten your assignment I would like to introduce our new student," Mr. Wheeler stated earning a laugh from the students. Yami's gaze drifted away shyly and he stared at the ground, "this is Yami Al Fahr, I know that you all have heard about him, but please simply call his by his name and treat him like a normal student. Do you all want to ask some questions of him so that you know a little about him".
Hands immediately went in the air and Yami felt a blush creep into his cheeks, more than half the class had a question for him. Mr. Wheeler smiled at that, "all right, Crystal, you first".
"Do you have any talents Yami," she asked sweetly. Shrugging Yami held his book close, "not that I know of, but I can sing," he stated in a small voice. The class looked extremely interested and Yami paled, he hated singing sometimes, his voice was simply different than any other normal voice. That's why the vampires loved it so much. But these were humans, not creatures of the night".
"Duke," pointed out the teacher.
"Do you play any sports," he asked. Yami shook his head slowly, "in the village that I was raised in the only thing we did really was play jag, toss a ball around, or play ancient board games. Thebes is a primitive place; they live very similar to how the ancients did, just slightly more advanced and their clothing and housing is different".
Mr. Wheeler pointed to the girl that he would be sitting beside, "Lostris," he said.
"May I ask you a somewhat personal question Yami," she asked staring at him intently with her gorgeous green eyes the colour of the Nile River that flowed behind the castle. He nodded curtly and she continued, "What's it like being a vampire with half a soul".
The question stumped him for a moment, he was shocked that someone had asked that, but yet he was willing to tell the class, maybe they could learn something of use. Sighing he stared at her, "dangerous, half breeds like me that have some of our souls depend on the master vampires. If the Master cannot find a talent from you that is useful then you will not leave the room alive. And on the streets you would not last very long.
"When it comes to feeding it's hard. One because you know that you are killing an innocent person and cutting their life short, two because you are committing a sin that the Gods cannot forgive, three, because you have the blood of an innocent within you and on your hands.
"At the nightclubs it's hard for that's where we find our victims. Half- breeds hate killing in front of other vampires for one, and two they don't want humans to see their sin. So normally they would lure someone outside and take care of their hunger there. Every once in a while yours vampire instincts get the best of you.
"As a half vampire you only get half of a vampires strength, half the want for blood, and your healing will take longer than a vampires, but shorter than a humans.
"If you are bite after you have already been turned, it will only take more of your soul away. And trust me, the fighting the first time to keep it is hard, the second time as I have been told is twice as hard and twice as painful.
"As well the half breeds usually band together to keep each other safe. Like with Angel, and me I kept him on Valick's good side, while he helped me get through the pain that Valick put me through. Now, some half-breeds are evil, they are known to have a worse temper than a normal vampire. And if they kill a master one, they become stronger than one.
"Lastly half breeds do not live as long as other vampires, they live three thousand years then die. Also they are killed easier and their human emotions are usually used against them. That is basically what it's like being a half breed," he expounded.
Many of the hands went down leaving only a few more questions. Feeling shy again he clutched his book to his chest and stared at the group, Mr. Wheeler smiled at him and pointed to the boy who looked similar to West, "yes, Ace".
"What is Valick like," Ace asked politely.
"Evil, he toys with your head, especially mine. He always tires to convince me that he is my Father and that I was not meant to bring an end to the vampires, I was supposed to become the king of them and help them take over this world. When he is angry it's plain and simply terrifying. The wounds he as inflicted upon me for running off have each and every time nearly killed me. Angel has experience similar penalties.
"He can also seem like, oh I hate to say this but a fatherly man. After he would rip my body to shreds he would come to me the day after and try to gain my trust by being Fatherly. Always I was too weak to move away from him or protest so I was forced to listen. And amazingly he defended me at times. Don't ask why because I don't know myself.
"But still, all he is is a bastard that deserves nothing but having his filthy head ripped off his shoulders," he expounded.
The rest of the hands went down save for Lostris', "do you miss your parents," she asked. Blinking he glanced at the ground deep in thought and smiled when the picture of his parents smiling and laughing came to his head, "yes, with my whole soul I do".
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"West, any progress on that serum or the antidote to make him be able to walk in the sunlight," asked Seto as he entered a large room filled with advanced technological equipment and scientists in white protected suits. West nodded his head as he stood alongside Blade against a wall, "oh yeah, they nearly have it, it worked on the sample of his blood, but then it wore off. All we have to do is find something that will make it permanent. I am sure that your cousin would kill us if we had to re-inject that stuff every three hours," he stated.
"He would," Seto agreed as he watched the scientist work. Blade grunted in his deep voice, "they better hurry up with it, the kid needs it, he's not like me," he stated. Nodding Seto and West glanced at each other in remembrance.
Blade's mother had been bit while she was pregnant with him and died when he was born. He has the thirst of a vampire, and the strength. But none of their weaknesses, from birth he could walk in the sun, silver, stakes, and crosses never affected him, neither did garlic. He was immune.
For years Valick had tried to make him on his side, but Blade always refused and continued to fight as a slayer on his own. Till the man that raised him from thirteen passed away and then he came here. That's when the ministry decided that he was best off being on one of the elite squadrons with only six or less members. So he, Seto, and West started off on one when Seto had just finished his training three years before. Then Joey became a new member that year, and now Yami would be swinging into the picture.
"Well Adria, my Father, and Master Fukayna will tell us when the serum and what not are ready. Which I am sure will be in a matter of days," stated West.
"Then it's onto the cure for vampirism period," stated Blade heatedly, "they have been on it for three years, ever since I came here. They will find it, I know it".
"Agreed, with Yami with us finally it will become a lot easier. His blood is a vampires, you have human blood mingled with that of a vampires. It will be easier to find it now. But our job is keeping Yami safe from Valick," stated Seto.
"How long will the spider wait in it's nest before springing forward to capture the fly for another meal," asked West with a scowl. The other two shrugged and continued to watch as the scientists laboured hard.
YAMI NEFERBRE: hey hey fans, sorry that this update took so long, I have been editing my novel, so, hopefully the next one is up faster. Later ppl. Review please.